Sunday-Ways.

Fay Slimm.

 

 

Sunday Ways.


Afternoon yawns over cobble-street cottages
lulled by Sunday's sunny-slow pace.

Coast-swept valley hamlets stretch best-clad
legs to hill-high chapels and heads bent pray
as Sunday-sea laps in summer, milk-mild and
rippleless while fat hinterland whispers a yes
to grassy-eyed cattle's un-haste.

 

As cloudlets brush Sunday-sapphire skies
with white stripes housewives fold sweaty
aprons to rest in post-dinner contentment
while belch-ridden males nap full-bellied
in smells of left-over gravy, un-buttoned
and snoring a roast-beefy dream.

Sunday-free youngsters and elders know
how to relax in single-minded enjoyment
as pudding's sweet custard slowly digests
then time whiles its easier Sunday-way by
later rumbling as need of strong-brew tea
accosts waking ears with bubbles of steam
from hob-black kettles making cups appear
on cake-plated tables of more home-mades
heavily topped with clotted cream.

 

Sunday-dusk drifts thru contented kitchens
as evening gathers its family Sunday-ness
for sandwiched supper of late sweet treats
then well-fed togetherness blinks as clocks
tick to chime's bed-time and sleep.

 

  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 16th, 2017 05:12
  • Comment from author about the poem: Written with a nod to Dylan Thomas.
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments8

  • Michael Edwards

    Just had to smile at this one written with your usual flair for the language but with a wry comical twist.

  • Goldfinch60

    Good fun write, those were the days of my youth, life is different now.

  • myself and me

    such a relaxing and joyful Sunday to enjoy. I am in Sunday mood already.

  • Louis Gibbs

    A tough life indeed, your poem describes. Those were the days ... I suppose.
    A well-formed and presented tribute to the good times of life, Fay!

  • WL Schuett

    Very well done Fay a wonderful read

  • orchidee

    Another fine write Fay.

  • FredPeyer

    Sunday today just isn't anymore what it used to be, but your tongue in cheek poem brought it back! Thanks, Fay!

  • Seek

    For me, a wonderful journey down memory lane. Thank you for sharing, Fay!



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